Following up on the previous post . . .
Deer Meat: Yeah, so I didn’t bag a big woods buck this year, but I tried; headed “Up Noth, Ayuh” in search of the big one, but only jumped a few does, a fox, and a weasel. This is unfortunate, because I prefer to head into the winter with a sweet stack of free range, organic, growth hormone free deer meat in the freezer. But fear not! A family member took two, one by bow, one by rifle, and the latter is . . . in my freezer. No sitting in the cold, no field dressing entrails, no working up a sweat dragging it out, but delivered straight to my door. I call this “hunting by proxy”. I slapped the backstraps on the ole cast iron skillet with a chopped up onion, sprinkled salt and pepper on it, cracked a cold beer, and it was a meal fit for a king.
[note: Mainah's (true Mainer's) don't call it venison, we call it "deer meat". If we hear someone say "venison" we know they're from away].
Catfish Food Tactic: Let’s say you’ve decided to pursue your dream of hiking the Appalachian Trail, so you start out in Georgia one fine day. One week into the trip you find a small family from town camped in a lean-to. They tell you of the woe below – bird flu gone human-to-human. No one is immune. Week two and you’re out of food, you dropped a few squirrels with throwing sticks, and mixed in some grub worms for fat, but that’s about it. There are muddy swimming holes where you know there are catfish, but you have no pole, no line, no hook. What to do? Do what the Native Americans did – go noodling! Well, that’s what most people call it now, that or “hogging”. You need nothing more than your bare hands – primitive – perfect.
The tactic is simple. Catfish hang out in holes along the water’s bottom, so you just find a muddy pool of water, go in, feel around the bottom for a hole, stick your hand in and feel for a catfish, find one and drive your hand down its throat and out the gill, brace your back - and lift! It’s THAT easy.
If you can do it with your hat and sunglasses on – without arm protection (like these bad dudes) then you will become . . . a Hogging Master.
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